The shrill cry of Lily’s alarm clock tore through the stillness of the morning, pulling her from the warmth of sleep. School. Ugh. She groaned and rubbed her eyes, only to feel the comforting weight of someone’s arms around her. She froze. Ethan. His body was pressed against hers, warm and solid, and she immediately felt that familiar rush of both anxiety and attraction.“Where are you going? Is it too early?” Ethan’s voice was soft, thick with sleep as he held her even tighter, like he didn’t want to let go.Lily hesitated for a moment, trying to escape the pull of his embrace. “I have school today. I need to get ready. I might be late.”“Fine,” Ethan murmured, sounding almost disappointed. “I’ll take you to school.”Lily blinked, surprised. Ethan offering to take her to school? That was new. Since... well, since everything had changed between them, he hadn’t been the same. Gone was the angry, distant man she had known. Now, there was something softer, more concerned in his voice. Sh
Lily’s eyes snapped open, the rapid thudding of her heart the first thing she felt, heavy and frantic. She sat up, breath catching in her throat as her surroundings came into focus. Her head felt like a jackhammer was pounding inside, her body stiff and clammy. As she scanned the room, panic gripped her. She was completely undressed.What the hell happened?Her pulse raced, but the last thing she could remember was Alice's 21st birthday party, crowded, loud, filled with people who were laughing, drinking, and dancing. After that? A black hole.Her hands instinctively grabbed the nearest blanket, pulling it around her to cover the bare skin. Please don’t let this be real, she thought, eyes darting to the figure lying next to her.A man.A man she didn’t know.Her breath caught in her throat, heart pounding even harder as he stirred in the bed. Slowly, he turned, the sunlight filtering through the window casting shadows across his face, and then, shit.It was Ethan.Rosy’s boyfriend. Th
Rosy sat in the garden, cross-legged on the soft grass, her gaze fixed on the horizon. A faint, knowing smile tugged at the corner of her lips. It wasn’t one of joy, but of triumph, of having put everything in place exactly as she had planned. The scent of blooming roses mixed with the smoky fragrance of her cigarette as she took a long drag, feeling the warmth spread through her body. With a lazy flick of her wrist, she stubbed it out in the ashtray, the last puff of smoke curling up into the air like a secret she was about to share.Her plan was brilliant. Cold-blooded, yes, but brilliant. It had taken a lot to get Ethan to propose, but now that he had, Rosy found herself staring down a future she wasn’t quite ready for. The ring on her finger felt like an anchor, weighing her down with expectations she wasn’t prepared to meet. She loved Ethan, sure. But her real love? It was the catwalk, the flash of cameras, the endless chase for fame. And Ethan? Well, he came from a family that ex
The ceremony was over. Just like that, Lily was now Ethan’s wife. The reality hadn’t quite sunk in yet. It felt like a bizarre dream, one she was still trying to wake up from. The whole thing had happened so fast, too fast. One moment, she was just Lily, the girl no one cared about, and the next, she was bound to a man who looked at her like she was the worst thing that had ever happened to him.Back in her room, she packed her things slowly, focusing on the simple act of folding clothes and shoving them into a bag. It kept her from thinking about what was actually happening. She was leaving. For good.The agreement was clear: she was to go with Ethan. That was it. No discussions, no farewells. Her parents had made it clear, there was no place for her here anymore.The bitterness rose like bile, but she swallowed it down. What choice did she have?She had met Ethan’s parents briefly before. Auntie Maita was warm but guarded, while Uncle Ramon was unreadable, his gaze sharp and knowing.
The clock on the nightstand blinked 6:00 PM, a cruel reminder of how quickly everything had unraveled. Marriage. A forced one. It still felt surreal, like she was trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. The weight of the ring on her finger seemed to press down harder with every passing moment.Lily glanced at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back. She wasn’t the same girl from a few days ago, not even close. A wife now, she thought bitterly, though it hardly felt like she’d chosen it. She’d been thrust into it. A part of her longed for some escape, some semblance of control over her life. The bathroom offered a fleeting comfort, a small sanctuary from the looming chaos.But that moment was short-lived. A knock at the door startled her, pulling her from her thoughts.Sighing, she opened it. A young maid stood there, her crisp uniform and uneasy expression all too familiar.“Young Lady, dinner is ready. Ma’am and Sir are waiting for you in the dining room,”
The early morning sunlight filtered through the large windows, spilling its golden glow across the room, illuminating the chaos of Jane's new reality. It hit her like a slap in the face, as if the universe was mocking her. There was no going back. Gone were the carefree days of youth, no more carefree mornings with thoughts of the future that didn't involve forced decisions or heavy burdens.She glanced at herself in the mirror, her heart aching. Her reflection looked the same as always, but the person staring back at her felt like a stranger. The agreement her parents, Mommy Maita and Daddy Ramon, had made sealed her fate. Uncle Jonny, their driver, was waiting outside, ready to cart her off to school like nothing had changed. She felt small, swallowed by the weight of their expectations.Her life was no longer her own. It was their game, their rules. A puppet dancing to their tune.She slipped into the car, her chest tight with the weight of everything she couldn't change. She tried
(Warning: This chapter contains mature themes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.)The days melted away, and it had been a month since Lily had moved into Ethan’s mansion. Her in-laws treated her with kindness, and she felt a genuine sense of acceptance from them. Mommy Maita was a true gem, always radiating warmth and kindness. Lily often found herself in the mansion's beautiful garden, bonding with her when she wasn't at school. She helped her care for her precious plant collection, a testament to her love for nature. Meanwhile, Daddy Ramon, a man of quiet contemplation, spent most of his time in his studies. As for Ethan, her husband, a month had passed since he last graced their home with his presence. Ever since that dreadful incident in their room, Jane hadn't seen him. Mommy Maita explained that he was consumed by his business, often spending nights at the office or staying at his condo. Honestly, Lily was secretly relieved not to see him, as fear still g
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily lay in bed, completely still, her soft, steady breaths the only sound in the dimly lit room. Ethan had been watching her sleep for what felt like hours. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was fascination. Or maybe it was because, for the first time in his life, a woman had managed to completely mess with his head.He still couldn't believe it, she had been a virgin.Every assumption he had about that night, about her, was crumbling in front of him. He had spent an entire month drowning in regret, convinced he'd ruined her. But nothing had happened. They’d woken up undressed, next to each other, but nothing had happened. Someone had orchestrated this….someone had set them up.Who?His fingers brushed over her cheek, barely touching, as if testing reality. She didn’t stir. That peaceful, innocent face. He had never looked at her like this before, never noticed how
The shrill cry of Lily’s alarm clock tore through the stillness of the morning, pulling her from the warmth of sleep. School. Ugh. She groaned and rubbed her eyes, only to feel the comforting weight of someone’s arms around her. She froze. Ethan. His body was pressed against hers, warm and solid, and she immediately felt that familiar rush of both anxiety and attraction.“Where are you going? Is it too early?” Ethan’s voice was soft, thick with sleep as he held her even tighter, like he didn’t want to let go.Lily hesitated for a moment, trying to escape the pull of his embrace. “I have school today. I need to get ready. I might be late.”“Fine,” Ethan murmured, sounding almost disappointed. “I’ll take you to school.”Lily blinked, surprised. Ethan offering to take her to school? That was new. Since... well, since everything had changed between them, he hadn’t been the same. Gone was the angry, distant man she had known. Now, there was something softer, more concerned in his voice. Sh
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Rosy stared at the blank wall, a million anxious thoughts swirling in her head. She never imagined this would happen. James, her manager, the man she’d trusted implicitly for five years, had revealed himself to be a monster. He wasn’t the supportive figure she’d known; he was a predator, and she was his prey.It had started the moment she arrived in Paris. A celebratory drink, her guard down, and then… the violation. She’d been drunk, vulnerable. He’d taken advantage, betraying her trust in the most brutal way. He’d confessed to watching her for years, yearning for her, unable to act because Ethan, her boyfriend, had always been there. He knew everything about her…. her career, her personal life, even the intimate details of her past relationships. It was a chilling realization."Oh, you’re finally awake," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What time is it? Still lying
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily had spent the entire day with Miya, wandering through the city, her mind preoccupied with the endless chatter of her friend. Now, back in her room, the only thing she craved was solitude. She stepped into the bathroom, the warm water washing away the fatigue that had built up over the day. It was Sunday, and Lily was determined to relax, read a few chapters for school, and maybe let herself drift into a peaceful nap.The steam in the bathroom wrapped around her like a comforting embrace. The hot water soothed her muscles, and her thoughts slowly began to clear. But as she stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, she froze.In the middle of her room, sitting on the sofa with a relaxed, almost casual demeanor, was Ethan. His eyes flicked up to meet hers the moment she emerged, and she could feel the heat rush to her face. Was this a dream? A nightmare? Or something else en
The morning sun streamed through the slits of the curtains, rousing Lily from her sleep. Her body ached as though she had run a marathon, and yet, the only thing she had run from was her own thoughts. The events of the night before flooded her mind, Ethan’s relentless energy, his forceful, unyielding passion. The memory of it was enough to make her shiver, both from the pleasure and the pain that lingered in her body.She groaned as she attempted to sit up. The dull ache in her thigh was a reminder of everything that had happened, and it only grew sharper as she moved. But when she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, her eyes widened in surprise. It was already eight o’clock. The day had started without her, but it didn’t seem to matter. She wasn’t in any rush.Her body felt heavy, sluggish, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Ethan’s passion had drained her completely. Her stomach churned as she pushed herself out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. The warm water of the show
⚠ WARNING: This chapter contains mature themes, deceit, and steamy moments. Reader discretion is advised.Lily lay in bed, completely still, her soft, steady breaths the only sound in the dimly lit room. Ethan had been watching her sleep for what felt like hours. He wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was fascination. Or maybe it was because, for the first time in his life, a woman had managed to completely mess with his head.He still couldn't believe it, she had been a virgin.Every assumption he had about that night, about her, was crumbling in front of him. He had spent an entire month drowning in regret, convinced he'd ruined her. But nothing had happened. They’d woken up undressed, next to each other, but nothing had happened. Someone had orchestrated this….someone had set them up.Who?His fingers brushed over her cheek, barely touching, as if testing reality. She didn’t stir. That peaceful, innocent face. He had never looked at her like this before, never noticed how
(Warning: This chapter contains mature themes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.)The days melted away, and it had been a month since Lily had moved into Ethan’s mansion. Her in-laws treated her with kindness, and she felt a genuine sense of acceptance from them. Mommy Maita was a true gem, always radiating warmth and kindness. Lily often found herself in the mansion's beautiful garden, bonding with her when she wasn't at school. She helped her care for her precious plant collection, a testament to her love for nature. Meanwhile, Daddy Ramon, a man of quiet contemplation, spent most of his time in his studies. As for Ethan, her husband, a month had passed since he last graced their home with his presence. Ever since that dreadful incident in their room, Jane hadn't seen him. Mommy Maita explained that he was consumed by his business, often spending nights at the office or staying at his condo. Honestly, Lily was secretly relieved not to see him, as fear still g
The early morning sunlight filtered through the large windows, spilling its golden glow across the room, illuminating the chaos of Jane's new reality. It hit her like a slap in the face, as if the universe was mocking her. There was no going back. Gone were the carefree days of youth, no more carefree mornings with thoughts of the future that didn't involve forced decisions or heavy burdens.She glanced at herself in the mirror, her heart aching. Her reflection looked the same as always, but the person staring back at her felt like a stranger. The agreement her parents, Mommy Maita and Daddy Ramon, had made sealed her fate. Uncle Jonny, their driver, was waiting outside, ready to cart her off to school like nothing had changed. She felt small, swallowed by the weight of their expectations.Her life was no longer her own. It was their game, their rules. A puppet dancing to their tune.She slipped into the car, her chest tight with the weight of everything she couldn't change. She tried
The clock on the nightstand blinked 6:00 PM, a cruel reminder of how quickly everything had unraveled. Marriage. A forced one. It still felt surreal, like she was trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. The weight of the ring on her finger seemed to press down harder with every passing moment.Lily glanced at herself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back. She wasn’t the same girl from a few days ago, not even close. A wife now, she thought bitterly, though it hardly felt like she’d chosen it. She’d been thrust into it. A part of her longed for some escape, some semblance of control over her life. The bathroom offered a fleeting comfort, a small sanctuary from the looming chaos.But that moment was short-lived. A knock at the door startled her, pulling her from her thoughts.Sighing, she opened it. A young maid stood there, her crisp uniform and uneasy expression all too familiar.“Young Lady, dinner is ready. Ma’am and Sir are waiting for you in the dining room,”
The ceremony was over. Just like that, Lily was now Ethan’s wife. The reality hadn’t quite sunk in yet. It felt like a bizarre dream, one she was still trying to wake up from. The whole thing had happened so fast, too fast. One moment, she was just Lily, the girl no one cared about, and the next, she was bound to a man who looked at her like she was the worst thing that had ever happened to him.Back in her room, she packed her things slowly, focusing on the simple act of folding clothes and shoving them into a bag. It kept her from thinking about what was actually happening. She was leaving. For good.The agreement was clear: she was to go with Ethan. That was it. No discussions, no farewells. Her parents had made it clear, there was no place for her here anymore.The bitterness rose like bile, but she swallowed it down. What choice did she have?She had met Ethan’s parents briefly before. Auntie Maita was warm but guarded, while Uncle Ramon was unreadable, his gaze sharp and knowing.